Putting away the array flag in the void, Qiao Yun walked out of the practice room, looking at the stairs leading to the sixth floor of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, a trace of essence flashed in Qiao Yun's eyes, and he stepped up without hesitation.

The strong resistance came again, but for Qiao Yun at this time, it was far from the feeling of being unable to move an inch a step a few times before, so Qiao Yun ran his whole body cultivation and began to step upwards step by step.

Fifth Order, Seventh Order, Ten Steps, every time Qiao Yun stepped up the step, he felt that the resistance increased a few points, and he didn't seem to push himself down the steps, and he vowed not to give up.

The short thirty steps became so long under this huge resistance, when Qiao Yun stepped up the twenty-fifth step, even with Qiao Yun's initial cultivation of the fourth layer of the foundation, it was almost difficult to resist the huge resistance and coercion, Qiao Yun knew that as long as he took another step, he would inevitably be bombarded by the formation and return to the original point, even if he continuously stimulated the Wind Vortex, it would be difficult to rush through the last five steps.

Constantly resisting strong resistance, Qiao Yun suddenly had an idea in his mind, if he used the Great Nothingness Concealment Method, turned his body into the same material as the steps and concealed his breath, would he be able to deceive the formation and reach the sixth layer smoothly?

As soon as this idea came out, Qiao Yun suddenly felt that it was feasible, and immediately while resisting the resistance, he started the Great Invisible Concealment Method, and soon, Qiao Yun's whole body and storage bag turned into wood, which looked like a wood carving that originally stood on the steps of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, lifelike.

At the moment when Qiao Yun retracted the breath of his whole body, he only felt that the resistance that was pressing on his body suddenly eased, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and hurriedly stepped up the twenty-sixth step, preparing to rush to the sixth floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in one go.

But Qiao Yun had just taken a step, how could he have thought that the resistance that had been slowed down would come without warning, and blast Qiao Yun down the stairs with even greater coercion.

"Kick, kick, kick", Qiao Yun was pushed by this, and retreated more than a dozen steps one after another before he could barely stand firm, and the woody breath on his body slowly faded.

When the middle-aged scribe on the first floor of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion saw this scene, he couldn't help but laugh a little, and was quite interested in Qiao Yun's concealment technique, because after Qiao Yun concealed his breath, even if he used his divine sense, he couldn't see any clues. If he hadn't seen Qiao Yun's transformation with his own eyes, and he knew everything about the Scripture Pavilion, he would have thought that there was a humanoid wood sculpture in the Scripture Pavilion.

At this moment, Qiao Yun, who was standing firmly, was secretly angry in his heart, feeling that he had been tricked by this formation, so he took a deep breath and stepped up step by step again.

When Qiao Yun returned to the twenty-five steps, while stabilizing his body, Qiao Yun waved his hand and took out a jade bottle, and took out a Peizhen Pill from it and threw it into his mouth, and began to frantically run the mental mantra.

As Qiao Yun ran the mental mantra to the extreme, the cultivation of his whole body was also vigorous, and the aura of heaven and earth around him actually rotated with the base nest of Qiao Yun's body to absorb the aura of Peizhen Dan, which was still relatively slow at first, but gradually became bigger and bigger, with Qiao Yun where the staircase passage was the center, it turned into two huge spiritual energy vortices like funnels up and down, which frantically poured into Qiao Yun's body and was absorbed by Qiao Yun.

Gradually, not only the aura of the fifth or six layers, but also the aura of the fourth layer was also driven, and even this vortex was still spreading.

This...... The middle-aged scribe looked at all this blankly, and for the first time a look of emotion appeared in his eyes.

Qiao Yun had already closed his eyes at this time, not thinking about all external things, and even forgetting that he was on the steps of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

In the dark, Qiao Yun only felt as if he was in a muddy swamp, unable to move an inch, and all his movements seemed to be slowed down infinitely, and then slowed down......

Qiao Yun slowly raised his arm, and slowly stepped out of his right foot, all the movements were slow, very slow, as if there was a dense liquid blocking everything.

In this slow movement, Qiao Yun gradually realized something, and unconsciously performed Ling Feng Step on the narrow steps under his feet, and slowly played the Wind Shadow Palm in his hand that had not been used for a long time.

One, two, three......

When ten days had passed, Qiao Yun had only finished the first Wind Shadow Palm and walked the first Ling Feng Step. At this time, Qiao Yun actually felt that his body was much lighter, as if the resistance around him had receded a little.

So, Qiao Yun stepped up the stairs, and that dense feeling came again, Qiao Yun did not hesitate to practice the Wind Shadow Palm and Ling Feng Step again, and his eyes never opened.

Seven days later, Qiao Yun, who had finished practicing the Wind Shadow Palm and Ling Feng Step, stepped up to the next step again, and at this moment, the aura of the entire Scripture Pavilion was surging towards Qiao Yun, and it was absorbed by Qiao Yun, and the movement was so great that it had already affected the entire Scripture Pavilion.

It's just that there are no other monks in the Scripture Pavilion at this moment, except for the middle-aged scribe sitting on the first floor, the monk who was originally in the Scripture Pavilion was casually cleared out by the middle-aged scribe a few days ago, and the Scripture Pavilion was also temporarily closed by the middle-aged scribe, just to prevent others from disturbing Qiao Yun who was cultivating.

Five days later, Qiao Yun went up another level.

Three days later, Qiao Yun stood on the twenty-ninth step.

A day later, Qiao Yun finally came to the sixth floor of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

When the surroundings of his body suddenly relaxed, Qiao Yun actually felt a little uncomfortable, opened his eyes blankly, looked at everything around him, and gradually realized that he had come to the sixth floor of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

Build the foundation in the middle of the fifth floor!

Qiao Yun suddenly found that he didn't know when, he had successfully advanced to the fifth layer of foundation building, and even reached the middle stage of the fifth layer of foundation building, feeling the condensed cultivation in his body, Qiao Yun was overjoyed in his heart. However, after glancing at his storage bag in a blink of an eye, he found that the only three bottles of Pei Zhen Dan left in the storage bag had been eaten by himself unconsciously, Qiao Yun couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Just as Qiao Yun smiled bitterly, the sixth layer of the entire Tibetan Scripture Pavilion suddenly shook, and then a green light appeared from the roof of the sixth layer without warning, and before Qiao Yun could react, he was enveloped by this green mang, and disappeared on the sixth floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in a blink of an eye.

The middle-aged scribe who was originally sitting on the first floor suddenly stood up when he saw this scene, and his eyes were not just moved, but full of shock! The middle-aged scribe had never heard of the existence of the seventh layer in the Scripture Pavilion for more than two hundred years since he entered the Qingyu Sect, but today, he had seen Qiao Yun swept away by the formation of the Scripture Pavilion and disappeared without a trace.

After a period of dizziness, Qiao Yun gradually eased up and began to observe his surroundings.

Soon Qiao Yun found that the place he was in was surrounded by a closed attic, which seemed to be a closed attic, and there was nothing in this attic, only a jade slip with a pure white halo floated in the middle of the attic, revealing a trace of indescribable majesty.

Qiao Yun walked closer, looking at this jade slip with some curiosity, and some didn't understand why there was such a place in the Scripture Pavilion, and how he was sucked in.

Although there were many doubts in his heart, Qiao Yun did not have any worries, after all, he was in the Qingyu Sect and in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, so there was definitely no danger.

Raising his hand to grab the jade slip in the void, Qiao Yun was about to use his divine sense to investigate, but when Qiao Yun's hand just touched the jade slip, the entire jade slip suddenly made a white mang, and soon, this white mang covered everything, and everything around Qiao Yun was covered by the white mang, as if it had never existed.

When Qiao Yun came to his senses, he only found that he was standing in a vast expanse of snow, the sky and the earth were white, and large snowflakes danced in the air, falling on the ground, on Qiao Yun's body, and on Qiao Yun's hair, and soon left a layer of snow on Qiao Yun's body.

Qiao Yun was in a trance, because Qiao Yun could really feel the coldness around him, and the snowflakes he reached out to catch would melt in his hands, all of which seemed to be not an illusion, but a real thing.

In the vast expanse of snow, there was nothing between heaven and earth, only Qiao Yun himself was constantly walking, looking for a way out.

As he continued to move forward, Qiao Yun felt that the surroundings were getting colder and colder, even if he was running his whole body's cultivation, it was difficult to resist this cold, Qiao Yun unconsciously hugged his arms and continued to move forward slowly.

I don't know how long I walked, when Qiao Yun felt that his body had stiffened, suddenly the world changed, a round of scorching sun hung in the sky, and under Qiao Yun's feet, the snow quickly melted and melted into the land, revealing the tender green grass inside, as well as the bubbling stream on the side.

Just when Qiao Yun was surprised by all these changes, a female monk in Tsing Yi suddenly appeared silently in mid-air, with a clear and jade face, long hair hanging down her shoulders, and she stopped there quietly, looking at Qiao Yun on the ground.

"It's been a thousand years, and I finally waited for the person who opened the formation, but I didn't expect it to be a little foundation building monk......" The female monk in Tsing Yi suddenly muttered to herself, her words full of loneliness.

Qiao Yun listened to the words of the female monk in Tsing Yi but did not have any displeasure, because Qiao Yun couldn't see the fluctuations in the cultivation of this female monk in green clothes at all, and only felt that her cultivation was as deep and unfathomable as the stars of the universe.

"Disciple Qiao Yun, I don't know who the senior is......" Qiao Yun hugged his fist at the female monk in Tsing Yi and asked respectfully.

The green-clothed female monk glanced at Qiao Yun, then looked into the distance again, and only spit out two words for a long time, "Qingyu." ”

Qing Yu? Qiao Yun's heart was shocked, Qiao Yun knew that this female monk in Tsing Yi was extraordinary, and she was definitely a senior master, but at this moment, when she heard the female monk in Tsing Yi say the word "Qing Yu", she had a guess in her heart, this Qingyu Sect was probably established by the female monk in Tsing Yi in front of her.

The female monk in Tsing Yi didn't care about Qiao Yun's thoughts, she retracted her gaze into the distance for a long time, and moved her gaze back to Qiao Yun's body, and said lightly: "Since the formation has chosen you, I will not break my word, and I will teach you the spells I created in my life, and you will take care of ...... with your heart."